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Wrecker was busy with his exercise regime as per usual.
As it was, moving to Pabu, having a regular life and then with all the food possible to eat was growing on the Powerhouse, literally. As despite all the activities at hand, Wrecker wasn’t running amok in the battle fields any more blowing things up. Something which had kept the Powerhouse in ship shape and Bristol fashion for most of his life.
Well, there were the Gonky push-ups he had done while en route to wherever needed in the past while on the Marauder.
But this was different. Life, was different.
No longer a solider, but a free man to live his life as he saw fit. And fit, Wrecker really wanted to be.
Especially after a comment Hunter had made, even if in jest, that Wrecker was gaining a tad of a dad bod. Something apparently elderly men did after life caught up with them.
Jokes aside, here Wrecker was, pushing his body to his limits.
The rest of the team arrived to the scene as well. The bench press among other equipment setup in the large size shed on the yard of the home on Pabu. The others truly appreciating the gym as much as Wrecker did, but mostly it was Wrecker, Fireball and Gregor using it on daily basis. The three clines having become fast friends since moving to Pabu, bonding over food and exercise routines among things.
“Look at you Wreck, you are pushing past your old record for sure!” Omega was impressed seeing Wrecker benching a hefty load off just then.
“Yeah?”
Wrecker was sweating and panting a tad, but determined to do a few more reps before having a break.
“Indeed.” Tech was already there with his datapad, pulling up the old charts up. “It certainly is over the last recorded one.” Tech positively beamed, feeling proud of Wrecker for sure.
“Good job Wrecker.” Echo joined in, praising the Powerhouse for his efforts.
“Well, guess I am still fit and strong, hehe.” Wrecker placing the weights back to the stand, getting up from the contraption.
“You are the most strongest person I have ever met and that includes a lot of races superior to humans.” Gregor chimed in, the former Commando only too happy to see his friend pulling his very best effort once again.
Wrecker was all wide grins. With his family and friends there, giving him praise for just having, well, fun. But yeah, Wrecker really wanted to be in shape as he had always been. The small lapse there, all but forgotten.
“I’ll bet I could carry most of ya. At one go too.”
“Um, we don’t want you to break yourself, Wrecks.” Hunter having joined the group as well.
“Nah, it’ll be a good test.” Fireball assured the family Wrecker could manage it. Fireball being a somewhat of an aficionado of all things human body and strength. Self taught but of course.
They all exchanged glances. But Wrecker, Fireball and Gregor were already planning the feat, measuring the others in their minds as they did.
“Only if you’re sure.”
“Sure I’m sure.”
“Oh-kay then, guess we can try.”
“Yeah, how do you…?”
“We will help! Wrecker, stand over here, the rest of ya… over here…and… yup, that should do it!”
“Do not forget the holo-cam!” Tech reminded the eager duo.
Gregor and Fireball arranged the team for Wrecker to be able to pick them up into his arms one person at the time.
It took some juggling, but like a puzzle, the pieces soon fit together and the perfectly constructed pyramid on top of Wrecker was done.
“There! Perfect!”
Gregor and Fireball stood grinning while filming the whole thing while Wrecker the Powerhouse stood there, his arms stretched wide with his family literally hanging on top of him in a rather nice shape. It was like a well oiled machine fitting together most perfectly.